DAY 100!

well, this is it, to all you proud faithful readers (and those of you who are too proud to admit that you don’t have anything more intellectual to do with your time), this is day 100!

we were supposed to play a house party in chelmsford tonight, which i thought was a suitable ending to our 100 day adventure. however, our plans were stifled when we realized we couldn’t go to the show, due to some shit i don’t want to write on here. anywho…

i’d like to think that through writing an online journal, i’ve gained some sort of insight into who i am, who you are, or something. anyway, fuck that, i don’t think i learned shit about myself, or any of you…that is, except shay. thanks for being our faithful reader. for those of you who didn’t read this enough, shay made our blog his home page. so thanks shay, you’ll undoubtedly be repaid by many a beer from jeff and myself.

i guess i can say though, that i’ll probably have a good time reading through this when i’m 35, or maybe my children (god willing) will read this someday and think, wow, my dad was once cool…or at least interesting.

maybe it’ll also be good for me to read through some day and think, wow, i really was an asshole. or maybe i’ll think, man, i’m that same asshole that i was 6 months ago. i can say, that i have learned a lot about how to deal with certain people. for those of you who’ve not met my parents, they’re military folks and strict disciplinarians (whoda thunk?) and seemed to have one way of dealing with all three of my brothers when i was growing up. through that i developed a similar strategy that i’ve found not to work very effectively. so i’ve learned a lot about dealing with different people differently, because after all, they are different people, and a touch about being more considerate. so, to all of you to whom i was inconsiderate, i’m sorry, i do try. Promise!

also, to the few of you who wondered what our lives were like, trying to be a successful band with five friends, you may now have a better grasp of the things we do. i tried not to censor anything too much, because i’m pretty sure i’ll forget most of the crazy things i/we do now, and i would like to look back on them someday, and be able to say, yep, see, i/we was/were cool once, and then corrupt my children. or maybe they’ll be really ashamed, we’ll just have to see. maybe those of you who like me now will look back someday after i’ve pissed you off and say, wow, he really was a dickhead. but let’s hope for the best for this little thing.

so, that’s it. i hope you’ve gained something from this, in some way or another. if nothing else, maybe you joked about how sophomoric we are, or how “unarticulate” my writing is, and maybe it made you feel better…i certainly hope so. either way, i hope you got something out of this.

it’s been fun!

100 days with jeff and james

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